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Ash’s POV: The car ride to the Ebony Hex mansion is silent. With Eris driving, since she’s the only one who knows the way well enough in the dark, I’m left in the back with Rosa. Or what’s left of her. “How long is she going to look like this Eri?” I ask, breaking the oppressive silence in the car. Eris gives me a forlorn look in the mirror, her golden eyes muted with sadness. “I’m not sure, Ash. Hell, I’m not even sure if she’s going to wake up.” Eris’s voice sounds heartbroken, and it makes me feel like exploding. She shouldn’t be dead. She shouldn’t. She should be with me and Hunter back at the palace with one of those insane smiles on her face making a joke or frowning, trying to help us solve a puzzle. Instead, she’s lying dead across my lap. It just isn’t right. “This isn’t right